Monday, May 20, 2013

So Let's Just Say...

So let's just say I'm texting a friend when my dog runs into our glass patio door. Sophie saw a robin and apparently forgot that little problem called glass. I might have muttered, "Dummy," and kept texting on my way to our garage.

We have a refrigerator out there where I keep sodas, beer, bottled waters, and Gatorades. I needed a pop.

I'm texting. Walking. Into the garage. Shut the door.

And...

So let's just say I got locked out of the house. In ugly white socks. No shoes. But I had my cell phone. (Bonus!!)

Ten minutes later, I cracked open my pop, cranked out another text, and entered my house.

You all have imaginations. Let's just say YOU got locked out of your house with no shoes on but with your cell phone in hand. What would you do?

Normally, I'd go across the street to my neighbor. She has a spare key to my house. Except, she fell and broke her leg and has been in rehab for a month and even though I have a spare key to her house, I"d be locked out of both. The only thing to do? Break into my house and hope the police aren't cruising the road.

Haha, ummm this HAS happened to me before only instead of locking myself out, I somehow broke my key in my door. I didn't know my own strength. I called my mom...no idea what to do. And you know, what I'm just going to tell this whole story because it's just that random. Sooo, the weekend before I had been with relatives and while there, I had my spare key with me loose in a pocket. Next day I get an email from them asking if it's my key...they stick it in the mail.

Fast forward two days. I'm locked out. It's after 5 p.m. I'm pretty sure my spare key is waiting for me at the post office. So I call the PO and the nice guy who answers tells me he'll unlock the door for me and look for the envelope waiting for me. Then I go to the store and buy a pair of long-nose pliers at my dad's advice. I go back to my place, use the pliers to get my broken key out of the door, rip open the envelope with my spare key...viola.

Okay, so it's not that exciting, but afterward, I was SOOO proud of myself.

I'm going to start calling you Thor. :) Your experience has God written all over it!! I mean, the key that should not have been with relatives suddenly showed up at the post office right when your key busts in the lock? Love it!

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